You.

A locked diary,
My feelings enclosed,
I left it all,
In a chamber of secrets.

A closed book,
A lost key,
My heart was locked,
For eternity.

A series of events,
Led me to believe,
That the kindest heart,
could tear,
the most innocent soul.

In tears,
I hid within myself,
My heart was filled,
one too many times.

I was led to believe
in lies, and half-truths,
I was played and teased,
I fell in too deep.

I cannot come out,
of this dark and icy cave,
Which I built to protect,
An innocent soul.

I feel no anger,
I feel no hate,
I feel nothing,
Within this blockade.

Brick by brick,
I covered myself,
Isolated from friends,
I tear their hearts.

Hoping for a savior,
I led them all away,
I made my biggest mistake.

And yet I cannot feel,
Any regret,
As my feelings lie,
Within the locked diary,
Whose key I do not have.

My only hope,
Lies within a magical key,
Whose combination,
Goes beyond the determination,
Of everyone within.

My only hope,
Is that someday,
You will see through,
The thick bricks,
And reach deep within,
My isolated cave.

My only hope,
Is that beyond all saviors,
There will be you.

My only hope,
is you.